C92 You Can't Even Argue with a Hen Laying Eggs
"Zhao Chumian?"
She looked up and walked out of the elevator. A woman in a light blue shirt and a short white skirt stood in front of the elevator. Her soft short hair was longer than her chin, and there was a diamond hairpin in her dark hair. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her phoenix eyes were deep, and her exquisite eye makeup was glowing with a beautiful golden light